It's been a tiring day. I had my first interview. That damn interviewer put me at my ease and I was fairly myself. Not good. I am not so hot as a candidate when I'm being chirpy and full of energy. I seem like a pre-schooler. And he shook my hand in a funny way when he bade me goodbye. All of this points to a bad interview. 

I am so tired and stressed. Gosh. Bwaah.

I took the long train back home. I could have taken the express but I wanted to sit awhile and look out and see the houses go by and idly imagine. There were dogs playing in the snow and I missed my own snuffly dog. Sigh. The day is short and it's night already. No balm for this injured soul.